Once upon a time I blogged to help with my thoughts. Then it became a place to joke and smoke, I made friends and had fun. But time has flown by since my first poorly written post and my inconsistent attempts at being a blogger.
I even tried creating my own web page, that didn’t last long. I am unfocused and very directionless. I get distracted easily and frustrated even easier.
Why am I here and what do I want from doing this? The answer is, I don’t have an answer. I am just here because, just because.
I used to sit behind a desk with little to do now I accidentally found myself behind a desk having to adult. It isn’t a hard job but it is mentally draining, I still journal to help keep me sane but it has been more pen and paper than online. I love the old style of writing and the art of journaling. That is kind of how and why I stated this journey. What do I want to do with it? To be honest, nothing really it is just something I like doing.
I do wish that I have been more consistent through all these years, but I am not one to dwell on failure. We move on and party on. The party is still raging on, the day to day is mundane and things have slowed down but we still have life in us so we march on!
My grammar, is poor; my blogging, sporadic; my mind, chaotic; but my intent is fun and the reason…more fun. I am almost 50 and my circle of friends has gotten smaller and my level of fucks to give even smaller. If you don’t like what I have to offer, that is ok I am not everyone’s cup of beer but if you do get at least a little something out of this leave a comment and I will comment back. 
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